SVARTTJERN LYRICS

1. Breathing Soil

There he goes towards lust again,beneath the shield lies a dying man.
Wisdom wide ,forever conscious innocent.
There is all but life in his way.

So proud he once stood,forever conscious innocent. Deep within.
Bent away the surface. In the distance the punishment.
Finally the soil shall breathe.

Shattered the sights of survival. The breath of the unknown.
Raise the demon,damn this race to an end. Survival of terror.
I do worship my lust from within. In the end I shall conquer,
my last words are you're last.

I am the demon. Given all to see. I am the demon.
Sights gone mad. For some. I do behold.
I am the secret.

So proud he once stood,forever conscious innocent. Deep within.
Bent away the surface. In the distance the punishment.
Finally the soil shall breathe.

There he goes towards lust agene, beneath the shield lies a dying man.
Wisdom wide,forever conscious innocent. There is all but life in his way.

I am the secret.

2. Hellig Jord

Tid,for en. Det er en sakte tid,og en tid for avl.

Hellig jord. Din siste tid ,såkalt sjelstid. Gjennom en gudskapt tro,
du er mitt eie. Lys som en fakkel fra en annen tid. Jeg er evig.
Jeg kan lede deg til hellig jord.

Tid for en hver å lide,for en vei har han skapt rett ned.
Teppet synger.
Har han sett meg nå.
Tre flenger og Ni brønner.
Dra din tunge over mit lem.
Å dyrke,på en hellig jord.

For i dyrets tegn,få liv. En mendge,speil,av meg får du liv.
Hellig...
Hellig jord. Når er en tid,og et fall. Han har levd sitt liv til en gud,
han er død. Hellig jord. Han har levd sin tid på en rotløs mark,
for alt han gav,hvor er minnet nå. Og du er død.

Du er stille nå. Du har gitt ditt liv for frukt fra mitt lem.
Han er stille nå. Begravd av en pustende jord. Satan,jeg er hellig.

Og den evige tid som stillhet gir,det er alt.
Krenk ditt liv på mitt lem.

Du skal se,du skal skinne,for et minne.
Som et dyr fra fortidstegn og magi.
Du er min slave. Jeg forbanner deg og ditt indre.

3. Superior Growth

Long aged skin, through a partly human mind.
Child, I wish you never grew. Bloom forever.

For it is eternity,for it is all. Again I prove to me I am all
considered faith. My child,I wish you never fled. Forgot to learn.
I wish for you to see.

Demon walls. Protected rituals. You are free to see.

Long aged skin,I still to see the child. Through a partly human
mind. Reach your goal. Apparently still to behold. Sacrifice.
Come through great gifts of power.

For it is mine,for it is all eternity. I do glance upon something
so surreal,the child has grown. Still with eyes to see.

For it is eternity,for it is all.
Again I'm proud,to me I am all considered faith.

Demon walls. Protected rituals. You are free to see.
The child has grown,still with eyes to see

4. Aroused Self-Extinction

Sense...Willing time... Does laughter roam? In forgotten time.

Pulsing skin shows no proves of existence.
Death carves through man, through reasons well.

For your eyes will never glance in to the open. It's grown thick and
way beyond for you too see. Natural growth eats around, but you,
you will never see.

Theatrical spectacle reveals what many believes, you believe,
and will never grow.

For such an aging time, one should think a man known more
about why leaves alwaays fall. With a stronghold growing
deeper for a servant so see, there is nothing in the way to
once, your seeds will grow more within me.
Slaves, you will never go through change.

For your softest spots I moist with spit. For so long discussed
confusion. This is you.

Satan! Again aroused for hearing what you know.
Analyze beyond the meaning can't be done through a pot of
soil, this again why you will never win. And always fail.
Wandering again without knowing you are sheep, you have
failed, you can never win.

I await notes of death.
I await your screams of final belief.
I await your recognition of faith.
I await your eternal silence.
I await your final darkness.

5. I Am The Path Part II

Still alone, swirling any conscious mind. A greater gift to behold, I see.
Power alone gives pleasure they know. Who dares to take the step
towards madness within.

Gain and see...
All hope lost, faced the wall, Two ancient signs show the way for
the Five to see. Clearing paths not first to walk.
They have a spiritual guide, at war within.

Exterminate, abominate, sensations, fever, lust. Granting will for
the other, only Threee commits, end at hold.

Two will never sacrifice within.

Gain to see signs of evil at hand, come forth demon rage.
Eight to decide upon the real.
It is mercy for the sin, on wealth and power. Pushed away.
Unspoken wisdom for the demon within.
I am the demon within.

Still alone, swirling any conscious mind. A greater gift to behold, I see.
Power alone gives pleasure they know. Who dares to take the step
towards madness within.

6. Desolate Predictions

Possessed from the first wicked, so few climb beyond what's mortal.
Distance prayers show distance dreams. Why count, you bury all.

Will sense show for you the next.
Time cracks limbs of understanding.

Why count, you bury all.

Force out you.
Pity vomit will.
Cast you as a plague.
Female moans, come to me.

In all distance glory, fire shall revile.
For a moving body, a guided soul.

Yes. I'm inside. Will you ever forget.
Holy sensation, your sweet connection.
Receives it all.

I force on you my demon power.

7. Unmasked Violation Of Life

Human search for answers beyond the mortal. Inside, alone and cold
facing daylights breath. Wind filling sails towards the next world.
They are dreams of confusion, why do you believe.

I have seen the terror shaping the God.
I have grown from the roots, alone above the others.
Unmasked misanthropic violation.
I hate your life.

Aroused by my own state and mind. I grow. I shape. I sink the earth.

Demon plague. Feasting creation. 10, 7, 9... Bleed on your knees,
row far. It's a mountain. Morningstar. Take the flame, awake your
suspicion, here is nothing to believe. Observing stones.

I have seen the terror shaping the God.
I have grown from the roots, alone above the others.
Unmasked misanthropic violation.
I hate your life.

I walk through this stench from life. Do you escape this life.

Regaining again myself . There is no shadow to see.
No pupils within. I gain what you were never willing to see.

8. Through Madness And Sanity I Am

For a tired man never stare real.Exhaled, lost, confusion absorbs life.
Sacrificion enlight, the altar. Still the holiness within.

Sacrificion enlight the altar, Still the holiness within.
Religious knowlegde, turned from belief.

Come through demons rage, through me.
My Wish is the power, I give me to Thee.

I see dsitance shodaws, occult shapes of madness,
spasms deeply within. Twitching body on his knees.

Unholy is my pale reflection, based upon the real.
The blood in my veins, the child is my own.
The alter of my heart, I give myself to me.

I laugh when touched inside my glorious rage. Sickness I fill myself,
I wish for you nothing. Sense, 10, opposition. Behold my greater gift.
I leave you within your closed mind. For there has never been nothing.
I am God and eternity.

I am God and eternity.

9. For What Blooms Without Lust

Fronting time, in a on going change. Breathing hard and slow,
capture life on the thinnest line.

Stimulate the roots. My eyes white stair.
Heated hand, who returns from sweat and lust.

Breathing power and moans of lust, I surround myself so delicately within.
Reaching for the sky I harvest upon the key. I am swirling upon the key.

Like a forcing bloom I repeat act. Performing... For an utter final.

I give to me the most sacred and holy. I give to Thee my own reflection.
As I see myself repeated inside out, there is no longer distance.
I hold the torch. I surround my hand, with fire.
Like a frocing bloom I repeated act.

Stimulate the roots. My eyes white stair.
Heated hand, who returns from sweat and lust.

Breathing power and moans of lust, I surround myself so delicately within.
Reaching for the sky I harvest upon the key. I am swirling upon the key.

For the the one gazing at the altar shall not see. This blood has not run far
till it's dry. When rising above in pleasure, I smear myself upon Thee.

In this foggy confusion. The whole image comes dear.

For this is the demon within me. Like a forcing bloom I repeated act.

Still swirling above and beneath the key, blue eyes stare.
Return to me with a conscious mind, I do behold the greater of gifts.

Breathing power and moans of lust, I surround myself so delicately within.
Reaching for the sky I harvest upon the key. I am swirling upon the key.

Like a forcing bloom I repeated act. I smear myself upon Thee.







SVARTTJERN LYRICS